The little problems along the way that are actually big headaches, sometimes, when you are especially tired

Last night I got home from the restaurant and Bud wanted to show me the grocery shopping trip he did! While I was gone! By himself! One of the things we argue about is Who Has The Right To Be More Tired Today? It is a fun game where Bud usually says vacuuming several times, while I list things like straightening the magazines on the coffee table for the 8th time in one day. That? That is hard work. Or maybe I just need medication. Then there are the endless crumbs on the counter that just appear after BUD MADE ANOTHER SANDWICH WITHOUT USING A PLATE. But me? I'm just not a vacuumer. I got home from my trip and while Bud had done some impressive things (scrubbing the shower - no, really, MAJOR credit for that one), our TV's rabbit ears were - are you ready for this? In the middle of the living room floor because that's where the reception is best.